A Midsummer's Daydream
It happens every year, typically around late June, but it never fails to take me by surprise. It's a peculiar feeling, particularly because the timing just seems, well, odd.
It doesn't matter how many dreary winter hours I've whiled away thinking about what my summer purchases will be. I know, it's lame, but I've logged many an Internet hour searching for the perfect gladiator sandal.